Simon had woken up with a headache and a grumbling tummy. The light was too bright and everything smelled way too strong.
Glumly he stared at his Cheerios. "I wanted Honey Smacks."
Beth tutted. "Too unhealthy. One cup contains more sugar than a Twinkie."
"How do you even know that?"
She winked. "Didn't I tell you? I'm a genius."
Simon pounced. One brief glimpse of her shocked face, then flesh ripped, hot blood gushed into his mouth, and suddenly everything felt right.
Afterwards, he wiped his mouth, looking down at the bloody mess.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm a vampire."